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EMILY’S POVThe car ride home is tense. It’s filled with the heavy scent of alcohol as Carlos sways beside me, his body radiating heat. His fingers brush against mine, tentative at first, but then he grips my hand as if clinging to something solid in his drunken haze.I sigh, gently pulling away, but he’s persistent.“Emily,” he mumbles. His head lolls to the side, landing heavily on my shoulder.I stiffen. “Carlos, sit up,” I murmur, nudging him, but he only groans in protest.I glance at his face. He looks flushed from the alcohol, and I can’t help but feel worried about him. He never drinks this much. Could it be because he had an argument with Lina? Or was it because of our last fight?When he leans in again, I don’t push him away this time. I let him rest against me, feeling his warmth, his presence. My heart clenches at the memory of better days, when this closeness wasn’t so complicated.By the time we arrive at the house, Carlos is barely able to stand. I drape his arm over my
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EMILY’S POVThe warmth surrounding me feels so familiar, so safe, that for a moment, I forget where I am. I blink my eyes open, only to find myself nestled in Carlos’s arms. His scent lingers around me. My heart clenches painfully as I realize how close we are. His breath fans over my forehead and his body is warm against mine. His strong arm is wrapped around my waist, holding me in place as if he never wants to let me go.I swallow hard and slowly tilt my head up, only to find him staring at me. There’s something in his gaze, something unreadable yet so tender that it takes my breath away. It reminds me of the past—of mornings when we’d wake up tangled together.How long has he been staring at me? and why is he?"Good morning," he murmurs. His voice is deep and husky from sleep. The sound wraps around me like silk. His voice alone sends shivers down my spine. It stirs up emotions I wish I could ignore.For a second, I allow myself to bask in the illusion that we’re still us, that we
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EMILY’S POVThe air between us is thick as we sit at the dining table. I barely touch my food. Carlos sits across from me. His eyes are filled with exhaustion.I prepared something light for him this morning, knowing alcohol always upsets his stomach. A bowl of oatmeal, a few slices of toast, and some fruit. Nothing greasy. Nothing heavy. He eats mechanically. His jaw is tight and his fingers grip the fork a little too hard.I take a deep breath. "Carlos, we need to talk about the divorce agreement."His hand freezes midair, the fork hovering just above his plate. He exhales sharply and sets it down, rubbing his temples like he already has a headache. "Emily, not now.""If not now, then when? We can’t just keep avoiding this."His jaw clenches. "I’m not avoiding it. These things take time.""I understand that, but we need to decide when we’re telling our families," I press, "My grandmother will ask questions. So will your family. We need to be prepared."He lets out a humorless chuckl
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EMILY’S POVA message from Carlos comes just before noon. My phone vibrates on the countertop, and when I check, his name flashes on the screen.Carlos: Come to my office.There’s no greeting, no pleasantries. Just a direct command. A part of me should be irritated, but I’m not. Instead, I stare at the message, feeling a strange weight on my chest. This is it—the moment I’ve been waiting for. The moment where I finally get to set him free.I glance at the clock. 11:47 AM. Almost lunchtime. Before I leave, I want to do one last thing for him. I send him a message.Me: Have you eaten?The reply comes almost immediately.Carlos: No.Just like that, my decision is made. My fingers tighten around the phone, and I push away from the counter. The maids are already busy preparing lunch, but I stop them.“I’ll cook today.”They blink at me in surprise. “Miss, we can—”“I want to do it myself.”They hesitate, exchanging glances before nodding and stepping back. I take a deep breath and roll up
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EMILY’S POVThe moment Carlos leaves, an unbearable silence settles in the room. Lina turns to me. her lips curl into a smirk that sends a shiver down my spine. There is something triumphant in her gaze, as if she has been waiting for this moment."You poor thing," she sighs, tilting her head as she looks at me. "I almost feel bad for you. Almost."I narrow my eyes at her "What are you talking about, Lina?"She steps closer, lowering her voice. "Carlos and I... we were meant to be together. You do know that, don't you?" Her words drip with false sympathy, and my stomach knots painfully. "If it weren’t for his family—your grandmother, to be precise—he would’ve never married you."My breath catches in my throat. "That’s a lie."She chuckles. "Is it? Let me enlighten you, Emily. Years ago, I was forced to leave Carlos. Not because he wanted me to go, but because his family demanded it. I was sick. Weak. And they thought I wasn’t good enough for him. They threatened me, threatened my fam
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